Anyway It's Not That Bad Songtext
von Lauren O’Connell

Two fifteen on a Thursday
And the same fuse blew again
Every curse that I can think of
For the last thing I plugged in

I storm out into the alley
Where my neighbor sees me cry
As I throw my kettle in the garbage
Insist that I am fine

And you, you, you

Meet a friend to shout over strangers
We pretend we wish would leave
With prearranged avoided topics
And our eyes on the TV


We trip up a time or two
Say "anyway, it′s not that bad"
Trade solemn nods about quitting drinking
As two more pints go on my tab

And you, you, you

I can wrap myself in some intentions
To make this solitude a friend
With elegant interpretations
Of the emptiness I'm in
Oh, the vastness of one lifetime
A sea of love that never ends
Oh, the infinite becoming
The potential to transcend

But my mind has left the party
It′s appraising possessions
In some imaginary bargain
Where I can touch your face again

And you, you, you
You, you, you